Come one and come all. House Trashin'. While she's gone I am preparing the feast. I already have the ones that won't spoil arranged on trays and laid in the back room closet. I have made sure the treadmills are re-stocked for our fun and exercise. Got several 12 packs of "Scots" laid by. (she doesn't buy premium, like Charmin...sheesh!) I got her to buy extra for me because I dragged the ones she already bought into my back closet. She kept thinking we were out, so she bought more! Kitties, get ready to rock and roll at our treadmills. Bring an empty stomach because I have hams, beefs, livers, chick-hen and real live dead shrimpies. All hidden till 0845 in the morning.
|Get yours at the opened doors on your way in. Meow.|
|Got Claws? Let's pop 'em!|
Come early, stay late. Hork if you have to. We have lots of spray she can use to clean up with and oh! she laid in extra litter...no kidding. She found a deal on it. If we run outta litterboxes due to crowds, we'll pour it on the floor and let the P fly where it may. After all, SHE'S having a good time...we will too.
There's room on the two beds in the house. One has a fluffy quilt and my Peggy blankie. The other has a fleece blankie to cover the bed AND...AND...two knitted kitty blankies to lie on right on top of the already soft beddy. AND I have beddies for us all, and the furniture is yours to claw. I'ma poet didja notice?. My feets don't show it.
When the mom's away the kitties will play and Cupcake too. Love that girl. She's got it going on just as we kitties do.